"I'll talk about it tomorrow. I'm going to review my lessons." Chen Feng ran away. Since last semester, he has been unable to deal with you Jia's affairs calmly, and it is the same today.

Lin Xian couldn't force Chen Feng to go back to her seat and read the book. She spent her time in their diligent study.

Before going to bed, Chen Feng was in a daze. On the other bed, Lin Xian had fallen asleep. Listening to his even breath, Chen Feng had a myriad of thoughts, both excited and worried.

Chen Feng took out her pocket watch and held it in her left hand in front of her eyes, missing her parents: "Dad, mom, my son is going to the battlefield soon. Unfortunately, this time he is going to the Southwest Military Region. There is no chance to go to the Qiantang River to find any trace of the enemy at that time. But please believe me, I will find him to avenge him."

In the morning exercise the next day, Nangong huandie found out his injury as soon as he had a fight with Chen Feng. He picked up the sword that Chen Feng grasped with his right hand with one sword, which was never used in practice before.

Nangong Magic Butterfly immediately stopped and looked at Chen Feng's shoulder and frowned: "brother Chen Feng, what's wrong with your right hand?"

Chen Feng shakes her shoulders up and down for several times, so that Nangong Magic Butterfly can see that her injury is not serious: "something happened to my right shoulder, and Lin Xian helped me massage. The recovery speed was much faster than expected, so don't worry too much."

"How can you get hurt? Who bullied you, brother Chen Feng? I'll take revenge on him. " Nangong fantasy butterfly does not listen to Chen Feng's words, and has the posture of breaking through the casserole.

Chen Feng's head aches unceasingly, forcibly shifts the topic: "I bumped into the line, let's continue to practice, originally thought can barely dance the sword, now looks like I am too optimistic, next I only use the left hand."

Chen Feng's attitude of killing Nangong huandie is helpless. She can only follow Chen Feng's topic and say: "brother Chen Feng, your Luoying colorful sword has been practiced a little bit. Ordinary opponents can't compete with your sword moves. You should try more on machine armor to see how much power you can play."

"Well, we'll go to the playground to operate the real plane in a moment. Then I'll try to drop the yingbingfen sword. Moreover, it's not too heavy on the shoulders of the pilot, which is a blessing in the misfortune." Chen Feng grabs the wooden sword with his left hand to play a sword flower. Now he not only has a good command of the hard part, but also has mastered the soft part. What's worse is the actual combat experience.

Nangong fantasy butterfly cross waist repeatedly curse: "who is this person, if I find out, I must look good."

Chen Feng has a cold sweat on her forehead. It seems that Nangong huandie must not know that Zheng Zhirong beat her. Otherwise, heaven knows how Zheng Zhirong will be bullied by her. Nangong huandie is the youngest in their group, and everyone loves her. If she tries to tease her, it will be a terrible end.

Chen Feng and Nangong huandie are still practicing in the woods. Although Mr. Lang promises to help them keep secrets, they want to keep them secret. At least, they want to reduce the chance of being discovered and not disturb Mr. Lang.

When they finished their morning exercises and walked out of the woods, Nangong huandie ran to her sister and said, "sister, brother Chen Feng's right shoulder is injured. Do you know who did it?"

Nangong Mengdie heard that her sister didn't know what was going on. She took a look at Chen Feng. Seeing Chen Feng shaking her head slightly, she understood his intention and perfunctorily said to her sister, "I don't know what happened. You should ask Chen Feng."

"But elder brother Chen Feng didn't tell me. He was so angry that you all kept it from me." Nangong fantasy butterfly saw through her sister's lie at a glance, and left her sister's arm to sulk.

Chen Feng embarrassed smile, he has no good way to deal with this scene: "ha ha, today's morning exercise is almost, let's go back?"

Nangong Mengdie waved to Chen Feng and turned to enlighten her sister: "you go first. I'll deal with it here."

Chen Feng had to leave with Zheng Zhirong and Lin Xianxian. After washing in the dormitory, Chen Feng asked Zheng Zhirong to rush to the outside of the training playground. They wanted to get in touch with the second generation of mecha as soon as possible.

When she came to the teaching building of the first Department of the fighter plane, Chen Feng found that a cordon had been set up outside the playground which had never been protected. Every person who went in and out had to go through a strict inspection process, and even some people were not allowed to enter.

In the rear of the cordon, there are several mecha standing in each corner, each detail is showing unusual.

Chen Feng looked far into the training playground, only to see rows and rows of second-generation mecha standing in the playground. The bright red body seemed to light the sky.

It may be because they have been standing outside the playground for too long. The security personnel outside the playground came to expel Chen Feng and Zheng Zhirong: "are you two students in the school? Now the site of the fighter a system is under martial law. Don't stay here too long and leave as soon as possible. "

"We have to go in the fighter plane, our students." Zheng Zhirong immediately revealed his identity, he is not a cat and dog to be kicked out.

This person did not waver because of Zheng Zhirong's words. Instead, he took them to the only entrance and exit inspection point outside the cordon: "do you want to check it and you can follow me."After Chen Feng and Zheng Zhirong entered fingerprints to prove their identities, the security personnel carefully checked that they did not carry any dangerous goods before putting them in. The whole process was very serious and professional.

Zheng Zhirong went out of the checkpoint and make complaints about Chen Feng: "it's too exaggerated. Is it so strict?"

Chen Feng thought about it carefully and felt that she could understand the school's practice: "this is the second generation of mecha. It seems that our country has not been fully equipped, right? It is also appropriate to strictly check the personnel in and out. Those who are refused entry are not students of our fighter a department. I think that all teachers and students except our fighter a department are not allowed to enter the training playground. "

On the way, several mecha patrol outside the training playground of mecha. The second generation mecha is still relatively rare for the Republic of Koran, so the school does not pay attention to it. These patrol mechas always roam around the playground to prevent lawbreakers from making trouble.

Once again, watching the second generation of mecha, Chen Feng realized the strength of scientific research in China. In the previous press conference of the second generation of mecha, they actually knew only a little about the data explained. Only after driving the first generation of mecha in the college competition, did they understand how difficult it was to improve those data.

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